Just another Louisiana morning
 Bayou rain falling without warning
 Babies crying
 
Windows dirty
 I cant see out them
 Sitting and smoking and thinking about it
 Lord Im so tired
 
I've been out working in the long cold night,
 Im too tired to eat, to hungry to fight
 Working for the man as hard as I can, trying to make a living in this bayou land
 
Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby
 Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself
 Take our love
 takes us from this bayou country
 Let the bayou bog starve by itself
 
Just another Lousiana afternoon
 Drinking homemade liquor 2 ounce smooth
 Till ya hanging
 
Dont talk much cause the pain is crazy
 times are hard things are hazy
 Lord im so tired
 
To make it in this town you gotta work all over
 When I get home I start all over
 Half dead by the end of the night
 But its what I gotta do to get my man a good life
 
Good lord what kind of life is this for my baby
 Its bad enough I gotta suffer it myself
 Take our love
 takes us from this bayou country
 Let the bayou bog starve by itself
 Let the bayou bog drink itself to hell